I've never really been a fan of Winnie the Pooh, though that may be more to due with the Disney incarnation rather than the original stories. Even as a child I found the characters to be overly saccharine and the stories a tad dull and slow. But the Milne stories have such a clever way of writing about them that didn't really translate to that particular adaptation. It's tone is so playful, endearing, and calming without being entirely tedious. They're the perfect bedtime stories, little adventures that ease and amble their way into your imagination.

Weird how I actually read a collection of the first two books about seven years ago and had a bit more of a lukewarm reaction to it.  I didn't remember most of the stories, but maybe they just reached me at a better time with this reading.